Dry the River feat. Emma Pollock roman candle

There were eyes on us,
Parents advising us, ohh,
we pretended not to hear,
Take your time on us,
Rippen the vine of our soul,
But you'd whisper in my ear,
In the sea of love there ain't no tide,
In the clutching fist of time will survive,
My light never burns that bright but I know a sign when I see it,
I know.
If your lonely,
Moves like a ship at sea,
It doesn't mean I'm uncertain, just afraid,
You like the sound of love, of drinking the dragon's blood, ohh,
but you might not like the taste
In the sea of love there ain't no tide,
In the clutching fists of time will survive,
My light never burns that bright but I know a sign when I see you,
It darkens my doorway and I need you,
Now I know,
In the sea of love that sees no tide,
When the clutching fists of time will survive,
My light never burns that bright, and I'll know a sign when I see you,
It darkens my doorway when I need you,
Now I know.